Tara's POV
I was in my room when I got the email. It made me screech and jump downstairs, alerting everybody. Even though it had been a few minutes past 6, a lot of us had been awake, at least that was what I would love to believe.
"Woman, what is it!" Ella and Sofia came out from one room, Arlo had followed me downstairs also. Only Richard wasn't down with us.
"You don't want to wake up Richard, love. Let's keep it down a bit." Arlo warned. His hair was a mess, but I now understood what people meant by a hot mess. Deep brows arched upwards as he probably waited for what it was that I had to say.
"Okay, we all know Mr. Alawode, right? From Central Bank.? He has promised to make a huge donation into my project, well my mom's project. Like an investment, even! I just got this email directly from his company stating their terms for the donation. It's nothing I can't handle." I felt relieved saying out the news.